I can't stay quiet today. Not after what happened in Pahalgam.
Twenty-six lives lost, not in war, not in an accident, but murdered for being Hindu.
They were tourists. Families, friends, travelers. People who went to see the beauty of Kashmir, maybe for the first time. And someone decided that their faith was enough to sentence them to death.
That part broke me.
The attackers asked for names. Names that revealed religion. And when they found out someone was Hindu, they pulled the trigger.
I don’t care what anyone says, that’s not “militancy,” that’s pure hate. Cold-blooded, premeditated, evil hate.
This wasn’t random. This was a message, one soaked in violence and bigotry.
It makes me afraid, yes. But it also makes me angry. Because silence allows this kind of hatred to grow. And I don’t want to be silent. I want people to feel it, even if it's through my words.
They packed their bags with dreams and light,
Chasing mountains, chasing night.
Maps in hand, hearts unarmed
Never knowing they'd be harmed.
They came for peace, for skies so wide,
For rivers where the quiet hides.
But bullets met them in the mist,
And names were turned to target lists.
A name should be a song, not fear,
Not something whispered when death is near.
Not something judged, or weighed, or tried
Just something lived, just something cried.
No religion should be a gun,
No god wants what hate has done.
They were Hindu. Proud and true.
And for that, this world turned cruel.
Now flowers bloom where footsteps bled,
In valleys echoing the things unsaid.
They were just tourists. Just passing by.
Why, world, why?
Can people pls spread this?
Started by: hektic4404
